The World of Multicellular - Oleg Seriy

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words in real time.

      – Silence everybody… The Hero has woken up.

      – Come on, I’m not a Hero. And by the way, do you know who this Hero is? Or you reckon that the Hero is the one who kills others for the sake of the Empire as Mr. X states it?

      There started a commotion.

      He is acquainted with Mr. X.

      Mr. X…

      Oh goodness, it’s awful! Has he come to kill us all?

      And I saw fear in their eyes, but only for a fraction of a second. A dog with a sun for a head was the first to answer.

      Calm down, he won’t kill you, at least until I give him the permission, – and than the dog addressed to me. – You see, the point is that a Hero can kill another Hero or someone who is not a Hero at all. The point is that a Hero has a goal and this goal justifies all means. There are good Heroes and bad Heroes. But if you come to look at it in another way, all these things are relative… Good and Evil… That’s banal. There are just Heroes, that is all. And whether what they are doing is good or not, it’s up to the society to decide, but the society is always prejudiced.

      So when you call me a Hero you want to say that I’m a Murderer? Am I right?

      Not completely. You have understood only what you wanted to because you heard only what you wanted to hear. You must pay attention to what I’m trying to tell you but not to the things you expect me to say. Otherwise you will not hear anything. Well, I didn’t tell you that you were a Murderer. I was just answering the question you had asked before. If you can remember it now… Nah, the Hero…

      But I…

      You, – he interrupted me, – should understand that you’re probably a new Hero. Like those you can see standing behind me (he showed to the crowd I can hardly describe now). – They’re would-be Heroes and in their time they also considered themselves Heroes. They came to me in order to find out whether it was true or not. I kept looking at them carefully while I was tapping with my stick, lighting a candle, swinging one of the two balls, visiting Father…

      You mean the Pope?

      You speak in a quite unusual manner. Yes, that’s him… I wrote letters to him and even prayed in order to find out whether they were indeed Heroes. And I want to tell you that my answer is still «No». Like the Father’s.

      So you mean to say that all those people behind you are not Heroes just because you told them so?

      Exactly. What a clever New Would-be Hero you are! NWH as a call you lot…

      NWH?

      Well, you see, NWHs are the most powerful among us, those who can create the worlds. But in fact they don’t exist.

      But why? – I asked.

      Because it’s just impossible. We call them Dreamers.

      And who are Dreamers?

      They are very odd extraterrestrial people who are always dreaming about something… But they left this world long ago.

      Are you sure?

      It’s my job to be sure in things others have not a slightest idea of.

      Then how come these Dreamers don’t exist if you’ve just told me that they did exist and left our world long ago?!

      I won’t tell you that.

      That was the end of our conversation. In that world nobody was thinking of anything. They were just wagging their tongues, taking everything on trust and never asked questions… Well, their brains were absolutely nonfunctional. Or rather not everyone’s? Anyway, I hadn’t yet met other representatives of this world. But if such thinking people exist they should make the world go around. «I should try and find some of them», – I thought.

      Sphere 2. Space apple

      Soon I saw a little fairy fluttering not very far away. I ran up to her:

      – Hey, fairy! – I said.

      – Hi, stranger, – she replied, putting something into her basket.

      – Tell me please, who I am?

      – But don’t you know it?

      – Well, I think I guess.

      – So?

      – I’m Abragadabra, – I said proudly.

      – He’s Abragadabra.

      – Ha-ha…

      – Nah!

      – He saw Abragadabra!

      Now there were not less than ten fairies around me. They appeared from a nearby flowerbed and at the moment they were looking at me with interest, smiling and giggling. I liked feeling someone flirting with me. Their presence calmed me down.

      – So you want to tell me that I’m not Abragadabra?

      – Exactly. You’re not.

      – Thank God, I just thought… Anyway, thanks. But who am I instead?

      – You’re Lucifer.

      These words did little to comfort me. It was not me but Shaitan who always claimed to be Lucifer.

      – I’m Lucifer?

      – He’s Lucifer!

      – Yes…

      – He is…

      – Lucifer… A cool guy!

      – Well, then I’m the Devil?

      – No, mate, you’re an Angel of Light. That’s what being Lucifer implies.

      – Then Lucifer isn’t Satan?

      – Yes, he is. He has a lot of names.

      – He has a Legion of names.

      – And every name is Him.

      – Well, let’s go to the Universarium, – said the Chief Fairy (she had a brighter cloak) and pulled my hand. We went through a garden up to stealthy rooms and halls. When my legs stopped supporting me she began to drag me on the floor. Besides, I became more flexible, like a chewing gum. Thank God it didn’t occurto her to blow and pop me! She seemed so little and fragile but she was easily dragging me. How strong she must have been! I didn’t feel pain but it was rather uncomfortable. Her grasp was very strong and I couldn’t free myself from her fingers, no matter how hard I tried. But to be honest I didn’t try hard. I liked being dragged like this. At least, I didn’t have to do anything.

      Then we appeared in a great hall where little creatures were having a kind of meeting. They were very thin but they had enormous round eyes… Or rather oval. I quietly took the place nearby and began to listen.

      – Well, what are we doing here today? – askeda spectacled Jinn with a pointer, smiling. More than everything he looked like their chief or a teacher. And then everybody chorused:

      – We are studying underdeveloped planets and civilizations!

      They shouted so loudly that I jumped and decided not to sit

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